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Orange Moon
02:46
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Orange moon, I think you're crying
Orange moon, I think you're dying
Is it true what they say about you and the little yellow sun?
Are you finding that heartbreak isn't fun?
Purple night sky, you're so deceptive
Purple night sky, you didn't think I'd be so perceptive
If I could fly I’d stay with you away from the dew
Purple night sky, have you met the orange moon
Bleeding hearts I think you're faking
Bleeding hearts it's your own heartbreak you are making
Suck it up with the purple sky and the orange moon
If you stop crying someone will love you soon
If you stop lying someone will love you soon
If you stop flying someone will come down and sit with you
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2. |
A Hole in my Sole
03:00
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Crying buckets of tears is sobering
Tears I did not mean to cry
But sometimes the singer looses their sense of pitch
Sometimes I lose my mind
And the saddest thing that I’ve ever seen
Is dust on a heart that was once full of dreams
A soul that’s been worn so deep
It seems that it’s falling apart at the seams
There’s a hole in my soul
And all the love that you pour in is leaking away
I’d like to know what makes you cry
Because what makes me cry is you
And sometimes these thoughts can drag me down
But you can make me smile too
And the brightest thing that I’ve ever seem
Was an angel in the light with a secret for me
It bore in my soul so deep
Now there’s a hole in my soul it seems
There’s a hole in my soul
And all the love that you pour in is leaking away
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3. |
Solid Gold
04:03
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There is a flower that can’t be picked
Though many men have tried to take her
Her roots grow so deep and thick
The earth she holds, holds a place for her
In a bird is the world
In its eye is the sun
In its wing is the ocean
In its heart the drive to run
In its legs are every river
Though its feet are broke and old
In its eyes are the lightning
In its heart is solid gold
There’s a piece of paper
Which is blowing in the wind
Nothing on earth can stop him
The rain lays a burden
Binds him to the ground
But the sun dries him out
And he will soar again
In a bird is the world
In its eye is the sun
In its wing is the ocean
In its heart the drive to run
In its legs are every river
Though its feet are broke and old
In its eyes are the lightning
In its heart is solid gold
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4. |
Staring at the Clouds
04:10
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Well this is a shame
I’m sedentary
I’m stuck
I’m drowning in the rain
On a whim you can swim
And you can stay in the game
It’s amazing what you can learn by staring at the clouds
Watching them twist and turn becoming more than themselves
It’s amazing what you can learn by staring at the clouds
Watching them twist and turn becoming more than themselves
This vicarious tune
I sing it for you
Because you said you wanted me to
It’s amazing what you can learn by staring at the clouds
Watching them twist and turn becoming more than themselves
It’s amazing what you can learn by staring at the clouds
Watching them twist and turn becoming more than themselves
It’s amazing what you can learn by staring at the sky
A dark blue bird flies by
And the snow and the rain and the hail and the wind
Make the colours in your face come alive
It’s amazing what you can learn by staring at the sky
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5. |
Fall Apart
03:57
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Today my body is dead
Right up from my toes to my head
And the only thing left to hold me together are bones
Last night when I fell asleep
Through the shadows a shadow did creep
And he set fire to my neck and he tied me down with a stone
I was alone
And he said you can fall apart one piece at a time
And I am trying to walk
But I can’t because I am broke
I’m trying to talk and sing but I’m starting to choke
And I am trying to stand
But I am falling apart
I’m doing all that I can, I’m trying to pull at the strings of your heart
Because you can fall apart one piece at a time
When the world starts to fall apart
At least I’ll know that I knew your heart
When the world starts to fall apart
At least I’ll know that you can fall apart one piece at a time
Today my body is dead
Right up from my toes to my head
And the only thing left to hold me together are bones
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6. |
Marcovaldo
02:55
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Hey Marcovaldo are you finding what you’re looking for
Are you seeing what you saw before
And will you ever see it again?
Hey Marvovaldo are you eating what you’re hungry for
As you sit there on the kitchen floor
With the water in your hands?
Can you breathe with your eyes,
Can you dream with your thumb,
Will your heard bleed for the magpies
To twitter with your thumb?
Marcovaldo
Hey Marcovaldo are you holding what your hands are for
As you throw your coat upon the floor
Because you’re so excited to run?
Look Marcovaldo I know you’re trying to find what comes before,
But it came then they came then we came,
And what’s coming now is already gone.
Can you breathe with your eyes,
Can you dream with your thumb,
Will your heard bleed for the magpies
To twitter with your thumb?
Marcovaldo
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7. |
The Water
02:18
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There’s something in the water that’s making us beautiful
There’s something in the water that’s making us dumb
There’s something in the water that’s making us dance all night
There’s something in the water on the tip of my tongue
You can feel the earth beneath your feet
When you are dancing in the street
And you can never stop the beat
That drums within your heart
And makes you complete
There’s something in the water that’s making us beautiful
There’s something in the water that’s making us dumb
There’s something in the water that’s making us dance all night
There’s something in the water on the tip of my tongue
You can see the sky above your head
No storm on the horizons for you to dread
The original fire is burning red
Our original love will keep burning; keep us burning till we’re all dead in the water
You can act on every thought in your head
You can drink till you’re gone or you are dead
You can profess your love to two or three or four
Or more or more
There’s something in the water that’s making us beautiful
There’s something in the water that’s making us dumb
There’s something in the water that’s making us dance all night
There’s something in the water on the tip of my tongue
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8. |
This Time
05:24
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Flying man cove is a place that I wanted to go
And Kelly Monroe is a girl that I wanted to know
And sharing the pavement with you as we’re walking so slow
Feels like I’m ploughing the street right before it snows
Can you feel the tension between our feet and the ground we’re walking on
Can you hear the silence as the breeze freezes each other’s tongues
I can hear it in your voice when the choice becomes one or one
Better start backing up slowly then turning around turning to run
Golden creek road is a bumpy one in the spring
And spilling is so much easier than taking a drink
And when you’re driving down in autumn and the sun begins to sink
It gets me to thinking about you and forgiving
Can you feel the tension between our feet and the ground we’re walking on
Can you hear the silence as the breeze freezes each other’s tongues
I can hear it in your voice when the choice becomes one or one
Better start backing up slowly then turning around turning to run
Maybe this time I won’t stutter
Maybe this time it will be better
Maybe this time will be the last time forever
Maybe this time
Maybe next time
Seeing your face my heart races and then it slows
Remembering kissing your lips and your hair and your nose
And I think of the year we spent dealing each other blows
Maybe this time
Maybe next time
Who knows
Can you feel the tension between our feet and the ground we’re walking on
Can you hear the silence as the breeze freezes each other’s tongues
I can hear it in your voice when the choice becomes one or one
Better start backing up slowly then turning around turning to run
Maybe this time I won’t stutter
Maybe this time it will be better
Maybe this time will be the last time forever
Maybe this time
Maybe next time
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9. |
Wings of a Dove
04:50
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Watching out watching in watch you fade back again
Into my vision three degrees and the rest starts to spin
Losing time losing heads losing tails back and fourth
Finding right finding left finding out what we’re worth
Finding out what we’re worth
Drop the ball drop the call drop your keys in the hall
Pick up hockey pick up jockey pick and choose typical
Wine and dine please be mine fireworks on the Rhine
Purple water yellow water burning water in time
Burning water in time
Short and fair with long hair do I even give a care
If she’s mine if she’s yours if her body is bare
Love and hate, hate is love, when it comes from above
Black is white, white is wind on the wings of a dove
On the wings of a dove
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